The World’s Greatest Martial Arts Instructor - Chapter 267

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Chapter 267. Will It Only Hurt a Lot?

 

 

Ha Mu-baek watched the staggering Waryong Corps cadets with an expressionless face.

Though he stood still, the qi aura he emanated was by no means simple.

Nevertheless, the Waryong Corps cadets charged toward Ha Mu-baek.

Because he had said if they didn’t come to him, he would come to them first.

“Aaaah!”

Without fail, another scream burst forth.

He had struck a completely different spot from where he hit before.

It was better than hitting the same place twice.

But it still hurt like hell.

This time, the Waryong Corps cadets didn’t fall.

They formed a sword formation and charged at Ha Mu-baek again.

Thwack! Thwack thwack!

Ha Mu-baek moved both hands busily, and each time, the cadets’ screams erupted.

Dang Jin-san watched this scene and frowned.

Because he was truly beating their entire bodies without any mercy.

Han Seol-bing simply watched the scene calmly.

How much time had passed like this?

Nearly half a shichen had gone by.

The Waryong Corps cadets could barely move properly.

Standing while staggering was their limit.

Yet the word “end” did not come from Ha Mu-baek’s mouth.

“Hm?”

Then Dan Mok Un-rae seemed to have discovered something.

“What?”

Dang Jin-san’s question.

“That. Isn’t that sweat?”

At Dan Mok Un-rae’s words, the Maengryong Corps cadets looked closely at Ha Mu-baek.

It was true.

Beads of sweat were glistening on Ha Mu-baek’s forehead.

Three drops? Four drops?

About that much.

The Maengryong Corps cadets widened their eyes.

Sweat!

That monster!

They had never seen Ha Mu-baek sweat before.

He might have sweated during that tremendous battle at the Fire Dragon Ascension Site that day.

But.

That monster-like instructor was sweating just from beating up five first-year Waryong Corps cadets?

Even if it was for half a shichen.

Absolutely.

That couldn’t be right.

But the sweat drops were clearly visible.

“What’s this?”

Dang Jin-san tilted his head.

It wasn’t just simple beating. There was definitely something more to it.

“Now that I think about it…”

Yeon Ha-min showed a slightly surprised expression as she recalled her memories.

“What?”

“All the places he’s hit so far are the same pressure points. He’s hitting the same spots in the same order for everyone. He hasn’t hit the same place twice.”

Meanwhile, Ha Mu-baek’s hands continued to move quickly.

The cadets no longer had the strength to scream and just staggered like leaves fluttering in the wind as they got beaten.

After a little more time passed.

“Let’s call it here for today.”

Ha Mu-baek left his position.

The five cadets had collapsed.

Han Seol-bing shouted toward them.

“Don’t just lie there sprawled out and start your energy circulation!”

Because it was a frosty shout.

Even though they didn’t have the strength to move a finger, they sat cross-legged and began energy circulation.

It was almost a reflexive movement.

“It seems like he hit every pressure point on their entire bodies once…”

Yeon Ha-min, who had been carefully observing Ha Mu-baek’s movements afterward, muttered.

“Good observation.”

Han Seol-bing said with an impressed face.

“If he struck all the pressure points on their entire bodies, then surely…”

Baek Ri-pyeong muttered as if recalling something.

Han Seol-bing nodded, confirming his speculation was correct.

“Huh…”

At Han Seol-bing’s confirmation, Baek Ri-pyeong unconsciously let out an exclamation.

“Chugunggwahyeol on five people simultaneously…”

His face showed disbelief.

He performed Chugunggwahyeol on five people simultaneously, and only a few drops of sweat.

A monster is a monster.

They shouldn’t be surprised that he sweated, but rather surprised that he only sweated that little.

“Chugunggwahyeol? Isn’t that a technique for treating internal injuries?”

Dan Mok Un-rae asked, tilting his head.

“Usually, yes.”

Dang Jin-san interjected.

“But stimulating all the pressure points on someone’s body with the appropriate amount of internal energy to widen their blood meridians and enhance their internal energy is also called Chugunggwahyeol. Though there are extremely few people who can perform it.”

At Dang Jin-san’s words, Baek Ri-pyeong nodded vigorously.

“Even those who can perform it on one person are extremely rare… Our instructor performed it simultaneously on five moving people. With just a few drops of sweat.”

At their explanation, Dan Mok Un-rae’s jaw dropped.

Yeon Ha-min and Nak U-jin’s eyes trembled violently.

“That’s quite thrilling. You should ask for it sometime too.”

The moment Han Seol-bing said this with a grin.

The Maengryong Corps cadets trembled all over.

They had seen that state directly.

And she was telling them to try it once.

“It seems like it would… hurt… a lot?”

Dang Jin-san said haltingly.

“Will it only hurt a lot? It hurts enough to kill you.”

Dang Jin-san looked at Han Seol-bing with blank eyes.

But she was telling them to try it? Saying it was thrilling?

What grudge does this instructor have against them?

Such thoughts wildly stirred through their minds.

At Dang Jin-san’s reaction, Han Seol-bing just chuckled softly.

You wouldn’t know until you experience it yourself.

How much had she resented Ha Mu-baek when she was getting beaten up?

But after experiencing the results firsthand.

‘It was truly thrilling.’

“Well, it’s still a bit early for you guys. Those kids will have another chance since their level is still low. But not you.”

It was a meaningful statement.

The Maengryong Corps cadets tilted their heads at those words.

Ju U-myeong fell into serious contemplation with a grave expression.

Listening to Han Seol-bing’s words.

He found himself wanting to receive it at least once.

“By any chance, does the Internal Energy Mental Method matter?”

Ju U-myeong asked cautiously.

“It doesn’t seem to be particularly selective.”

Han Seol-bing answered with a smile.

Ju U-myeong nodded quietly.

At his expression, Baek Ri-pyeong and Dan Mok Un-rae’s faces grew serious.

Dang Jin-san looked at their faces and shook his head.

“Ugh. Those crazy bastards.”

Meanwhile.

Half an hour passed.

The Waryong Corps cadets who had been cultivating opened their eyes one by one.

Flash.

Their eyes gleamed momentarily.

And Na Jung-cheon examined his own body with an incredulous expression.

“What on earth is this….”

A bewildered voice.

It was the same for Eun Hwa-ryang and Yeong Hu-in.

Shortly after, Im Dae-chi and Sim Cheol-san, who had finished cultivating, also continuously examined their bodies.

“How was it?”

Han Seol-bing’s question.

“I can’t tell what’s what, but… it’s unbelievable.”

Eun Hwa-ryang answered with a still dazed expression.

“Hmm. I guess their level is still too low to feel the thrill.”

Han Seol-bing muttered as if disappointed.

However.

The Maengryong Corps cadets were also looking at them with surprised faces.

Just by watching, they could tell that their aura had changed.

Ha Mu-baek.

Just what kind of person was their instructor?

 

***

 

“Huh. He’s not here.”

The Sahae Alliance messenger who had rushed to Muchang at full speed muttered with a dejected expression.

It wasn’t something that could be conveyed by carrier pigeon, so the messenger had moved personally.

But he wasn’t there.

What should he do now?

In such a case.

He should find his whereabouts and move accordingly.

But he knew no one in Muchang.

Then he remembered the sealed letter that Mun In-baek-song had given him.

He had said to open it if Ha Mu-baek wasn’t at Gyoryong Hall.

“As expected of the Military Advisor.”

To have anticipated even this situation, wasn’t he truly like the reincarnation of Zhuge Muhu?

The messenger tore open the sealed letter marked with Mun In-baek-song’s seal from his chest.

-If Ha Mu-baek is not at Gyoryong Hall, go find the Academy Director and ask. Say that Sahae Alliance’s Mun In-baek-song urgently needs to request something of Ha Mu-baek and is looking for him.

After reading the contents, the messenger blinked his eyes.

“Has the Military Advisor gone mad….”

His true feelings slipped out without him realizing.

If this were the Sahae Alliance, it would be cause for punishment.

But this was Muchang.

A place where not a single Sahae Alliance warrior existed.

In such a place.

A demonic sect warrior.

Was to go find the Academy Director of Gyoryong Hall, which trains the future pillars of the Jeongcheon Alliance.

And tell him he came on an errand for the Sahae Alliance Military Advisor?

No matter how much they had cooperated in the past two wars, and how the relationship between orthodox and demonic sects wasn’t too bad now.

He was from the demonic sect.

And this was orthodox sect territory.

But what could he do?

Orders were orders.

The messenger understood why Mun In-baek-song had specifically given the command through a sealed letter.

Because it was an order to go find the Academy Director.

 

Peng Do-yul blinked his eyes as he looked at the guest before him.

Never.

Had he expected such a guest to come.

Although the current Gangho had entered a period of peace.

Who would have thought a messenger from the Sahae Alliance Military Advisor would seek him out?

He sat across from Peng Do-yul with a confident expression.

“So. What brings you to seek this Academy Director?”

“Military Advisor Mun says he has something urgent to request of Instructor Ha.”

“Hmm.”

Peng Do-yul fell into thought.

Ha Mu-baek.

Now he was even drawing in the demonic sect.

As he had said.

Was it that he tried to stay still, but the wind kept shaking him?

“Unfortunately, Instructor Ha is currently absent.”

“That’s why I came to ask about his whereabouts.”

He knew where he was.

But that place was where Gyoryong Hall’s summer competition was being held.

He couldn’t tell a demonic sect messenger about that location.

“If you wait, it should be fine. He should return in about ten days.”

Summer wasn’t far off.

Once the summer competition ended, he would return for the Maengryong Corps training.

It wasn’t a long time.

The messenger inwardly let out a sigh of relief at Peng Do-yul’s answer as he came out.

He thought it was fortunate that he hadn’t been turned away at the door.

Anyway, he had also gotten an answer that Ha Mu-baek would come to Gyoryong Hall in about ten days.

The messenger wrote down that content as it was and sent a carrier pigeon to the Sahae Alliance.

 

***

 

Maengryong Corps Commander Moyong Jin-ho headed to the Director’s Pavilion at the Academy Director’s summons.

He had been busy with Maengryong Corps training.

His shoulders lifted slightly with pride at the fact that Ha Mu-baek had appeared after a long time and seemed quite satisfied with what he saw.

Even after Han Seol-bing left, he had really trained them earnestly.

Not just himself, but all the Maengryong Corps instructors had done so.

Though each had different mindsets.

“How is the training condition?”

“It’s good.”

“Even with Instructor Ha away from his post?”

“You’ve already received the reports, haven’t you?”

Peng Do-yul nodded at Moyong Jin-ho’s question.

“In your view, what level are they at?”

“Quite good. It’s a completely different Maengryong Corps from before.”

“The martial arts they’ve learned…”

“Three Talents Sword Technique and sword formation, fist techniques and footwork techniques.”

That was right.

Ha Mu-baek had thoroughly trained them focusing on the basics.

In tremendous quantities.

“Then what do you think about what we discussed before?”

Peng Do-yul asked with a subtle look in his eyes.

“What? Ah, you mean that.”

Moyong Jin-ho wondered what he was talking about for a moment, then quickly caught on and nodded.

“Hmm. My opinion is fifty-fifty.”

“Really?”

Peng Do-yul asked back at Moyong Jin-ho’s ambiguous answer.

He seemed to think for a moment.

“If it’s half, that seems like quite a decent level. Then let’s implement what we discussed before. All first-years will participate in Hatuje. This year, it’s not voluntary for Maengryong Corps either, but mandatory.”

Until last year, Maengryong Corps participation had been voluntary.

So only Maengryong Corps 7th Group had participated.

But now all twenty first-year groups were to participate.

“Even so, compared to Jamryong Corps or Waryong Corps…”

“Do you think I don’t know that? Still, we need to see what level of achievement they’ve reached. I think Jamryong Corps or Waryong Corps would be appropriate opponents for that. Even if they lose quickly. Those children are ones who must go to Sanwol Demon Forest.”

Moyong Jin-ho couldn’t make any reply.

“Understood. I’ll prepare accordingly.”

“You’ll probably need to depart around tomorrow.”

Moyong Jin-ho moved busily after leaving the Director’s Pavilion.

He had to prepare for the trip to Moklan Mountain in just one day.

The Maengryong Corps first-year cadets were thrown into confusion by the sudden news.

Full participation in Hatuje.

Wasn’t it supposed to be voluntary participation?

That’s why no groups had intended to participate.

Who would want to go out just to get crushed?

Last year’s Maengryong Corps 7th Group’s legend was just that – a legend.

While the Maengryong Corps cadets were moving around with dazed expressions.

There was one person smiling alone.

Gongya Hwi-yeon.

Actually, she had been disappointed when she heard that Hatuje was voluntary participation.

All group members had to agree to participate, which was impossible.

It didn’t seem like her persuasion would work, being the weakest in the group.

She had thought she would lose the chance for revenge against those bastards.

But suddenly it changed to full participation.

It was exactly what she had hoped for.

‘Just you wait and see.’

A woman’s resentment is frightening.

Especially the resentment of an unorthodox sect beauty was even more terrifying.

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